be… an ass sometimes.”
“That’s okay. The moment he switched from a concerned uncle to a lawyer, I knew what to expect. My best friend is a lawyer, and sometimes she can, uh…” she flashed a smile.
Chase thought he was prepared for the effect of her smile. He wasn’t. His breath caught. He cleared his throat before saying, “Be an ass?”
“Forget she’s not in the courtroom.”
“Still, that’s no excuse for the way my uncle talked to you.”
She shook her head. “Just let it go. Like you said, he thought he was protecting your interest.”
She was more accommodating than most people, which amazed him. Most beautiful women he’d met were self-absorbed. And no matter how much he wanted her gone, he needed a website and his records computerized. “Fine.”
“Does that mean I can stay?”
“Hell yeah!” Chase wanted to say, but he didn’t want to sound too eager. Not after his earlier objections. “That depends,” he said instead. “As you’ve heard, I had requested a male assistant, but as usual, my uncle and brother did as they pleased and ignored my instructions. I hate to be manipulated.”
“I didn’t manipulate you. I’m just as innocent in all this as you are.”
Chase watched a becoming blush color her cheek. Why the blush? From her side of the conversation with his uncle, she wasn’t another attempt by his family to meddle in his life. They were convinced he was hiding in Montana because of his eyes.
“Listen,” she added and scooted closer. “I need this job, Mr. Fitzgerald.”
His brow shot up. “Why? From what you’ve said, you are good at what you do and can afford to pick and choose projects.”
She bit her lower lip and something darted across her face so fast he might have imagined it. “That’s true.”
He studied her closely. “But?” This time, he recognized panic in her eyes. She was hiding something all right. “You are running from something.”
“Of course not,” Nikki answered, bristling.
“Someone perhaps?” he asked.
Amusement flared in her hazel eyes. “Mr. Fitzgerald, I don’t run from life’s challenges or give anyone that kind of power over me. No, I just don’t need the aggravation of arranging another vacation. I canceled one to take this job. In fact, your uncle used the farm, its amenities, and Mrs. B’s cooking as an added incentive. According to your uncle, it would be the best work-vacation I’d ever had.”
Chase smothered a curse. He wasn’t running a damned dude ranch. What was his uncle thinking?
“His words aside, I’m here for one thing and one thing only,” Nikki continued. “To create your website. And don’t worry. I won’t insult either of us by climbing into your bed like your previous assistants,” she finished calmly without blushing or batting a lid.
“I didn’t think you would, Ms. Savoy.” Why then was his mind imagining them together, her long limbs wrapped around his waist?
“Let me show you what I can do.”
The naughty images of the two of them became triple X-rated. Chase swallowed. “Show me what?”
“My websites. You can see for yourself that I’m the right person for this job. Do you have internet?”
He was letting his imagination get the better of him. It took some mental willpower to calm his senses, act rationally, and speak. “Of course.”
Her eyes went to his desktop before shifting back to his. “May I use your computer?”
He stood and indicated his chair.
“How’s the internet reception up here?” Nikki asked, coming around the desk.
“Good.” Not that he got online often.
“That’s great,” she said. “I was worried reception might be a problem.” She gave him another one of her smiles and a rush of lust stole through him.
Once she sat, he leaned down, powered the computer, and waited by the back of her chair. An exotic scent drifted from her, reminding him it had been a while since he’d been with a woman. He inhaled and savored her unique scent, a
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